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As I forgot to take my meds last night, I woke up at 9.30am this morning, feeling pretty rotten. Favourite carer came, tidied the living room (including some of Johan’s corner :P) and we had a chat as I wasn’t feeling up to getting up at the time.

Went on my computer for a bit but had to go back to bed after a while. The good news is that the anti-nausea tablets seem to work, though it did mean I got extremely hungry when they kicked in (though to be fair, I’d only had snacks for 24 hours by that point).

I had two meals today 🙂 Noodles for lunch, and pizza with veg for tea. Also got Elisaveta to level 72 in the bouts I was on the computer.

Favourite carer came at about 6pm supposedly to help me with my bath, but I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get back out again so I didn’t have it. Instead she finished off the living room, cleaned all of the kitchen and bathroom, and we had a long chat about things in general.

Johan’s not having a good night tonight. It makes me sad 🙁

Appointment at the doctors in the morning. He gave me tablets for nausea. He wanted to examine my abdomen but I panicked from the noise of the step.

Went into Newcastle afterwards, and had lunch at a café. The hot chocolate was nice, though I want too keen on the meatball sandwich.

I had hospital appointment in the afternoon. It went okay, right up to the point where they took blood. That in itself wasn’t a problem (I don’t like it, but I can tolerate it) but they broke all three rules in how to deal with Danni when she’s having a panic attack, so it was torture.

Went home via Blaydon library, and got Elisaveta to level 70 before falling asleep without taking my night-time meds. Whoops.

Since I can’t walk, I seem to be spending a lot of time looking at and buying new shoes 😛 It does mean I’ll be able to get rid of all the ones that are falling apart, though 😛

Woke up about 2.30pm today, feeling really rotten. Took antibiotics and got up, but had to go back to bed after doing my dailies because I felt so dizzy and ill. Panicked again when the carer came at bath time, which didn’t help at all.

Had a bath a bit later, but realised I wasn’t strong enough to get out. This meant that Johan had to drag me out, which he found exceptionally difficult. Lay on the floor in the bathroom for a bit before I was strong enough to get in my wheelchair and go back to bed. Being stuck in the bath has now made me scared of having one again, as it was very painful trying to get out. Need to speak to social worker to find out what’s happening to my OT assessment.

Woke up after the carer had been, and got ready to go out as I had a dentist appointment. It went okay- the dentist put a temporary covering over the hole in my tooth that’s been bothering me, and gave me a prescription for antibiotics, and promised to chase up the appointment to get it removed.

Went to the library on the way back, then put the prescription in at the chemist. When Johan went to pick it up, we realised I wouldn’t be able to swallow the tablets (I’m having enough problems keeping my normal ones down) and they couldn’t be crushed, which is what the dentist had said to do when I mentioned I was struggling to take tablets. Johan spoke to the chemist, then went back to the dentist for a prescription for the liquid form of the antibiotics. It doesn’t taste very nice, but at least I can get it down.

Today’s post included my disabled bus pass 🙂 I have put it in the pretty travel pass holder I’d bought last week, as the one it came in is green and not very nice.

Panicked when the evening carers came again, and Johan sent them away. Read a couple of the books I borrowed and went to sleep as I was knackered.

(Please ignore the state of the carpet…)

As the Shoutcraft Invitational didn’t finish until nearly 2am, I slept through the carer this morning. Woke up about 2pm, and was still not feeling great, though the nausea didn’t end up in vomiting. Have been exceptionally anxious all day, because of the carers being early on Saturday evening and Sunday morning.

Spent most of the day in bed feeling rotten, and watching stuff on 4 On Demand. Got up to raid in World of Warcraft, and ended up panicking when it was close to when the carers were due because one of them was the one who was early on Saturday, and I couldn’t cope with not knowing when they were going to arrive, and then having to deal with being touched and stuff. They arrived late (which normally I’d be able to deal with fine) and Johan sent them away as there was no way I’d be able to deal with them. Raid didn’t go too well, but it wasn’t my fault for once- one of the healers was having lag problems, and even when that was sorted out there were other little problems that meant we couldn’t get Cho’gall down.

Spoke to Vicky on MSN for a bit, and she gave me a link to a pair of purple shoes on eBay. I bought them 😛 Being ill is turning me into such a girl 😛